Stuck in Paradice

I would love to live in Paradise. Instead, for the time being, I live in Parad-ice. One letter, "C", changes the meaning of everything. Each morning I look into my backyard and see a white shimmering covering. At first it was beautiful, but I am long over that. Now I just want to see my beautiful green lawn. According to the weather reports, my parad-ice will continue to grow for at least a week.